Sebastian hissed in pain as he tried to move. His hands and feet were pinned down by wooden crosses. Not many things could hurt the demon, but the torture they were putting him through was unbearable. He never thought that a church could act in such a violet way, even to a demon. He was starting up at a large ceiling, waiting for them to come back for him. The table was cold against his skin. They had removed most of his clothing besides his underwear. They had even cut the skin off that held his contract mark that he shared with his young master. 

In fact his master was the reason he was stuck in this mess. They had been looking around the area from orders of the queen. Suddenly men in robes came out and grabbed Ciel. The poor kid was so scared that he couldn't even say a word. Sebastian didn't think he was able to get out his screams of fear. They didn't notice that he was a demon yet, thank Asher for that one. Yet they knew he was in a contract with one. He could only think what they would have done to a young boy with what they did to him. 

They were slowly breaking the poor demon. They had drawn crosses into his skin, poured holy water onto him when he refused to say things to them, and they kept blessing him. He wanted to be free. Yet the crosses in his hands made it impossible way to move without extreme pain. 

He would just have to hope and wait for Ciel to come and save him. After all, it was least the boy could do after everything Sebastian had done for him. Even if Ciel didn't come and save him, the butler had to smile. At least he had saved his lord one last time if this was how he was going to die. He didn't want to die, but if he did, he was glad Ciel was safe and sound.